Something happens in Mexico and I still can't put my finger on it. It happens when we meet among close friends as much as it happens when we meet among family: someone always ends up crying. Why the hell is that?
Eddie had been saying, "San-ta! San-ta!" all week, but now that he was face-to-face with the man, he just sat there and said nothing. He didn't look particularly happy, and yet he didn't look particularly sad or frightened. He simply sat there as if Santa's lap was a chair like any other.
I am like the mother who gave her son two ties for Christmas. He went to the hall mirror, put on one of them, and turned to show her how it looked, "What," she said disappointedly, "You didn't like the other one?"
As American Catholics enjoy the Christmas songs and carols that will continue until the Feast of the Baptism of Our Lord, it would be worthwhile to reflect on how seriously the Church's teachings are being put into practice.
Now that Hanukkah and Christmas are over and we are wishing "Happy New Year" to everyone we see, when is, or when was, the proper time to take down holiday decorations? There are several answers to this question, depending on what one means by "holiday" decorations.
Becoming older than a parent can be a troubling transition. At the most base, mathematical level, it's hard to comprehend how they can still be your parent if you are older than they ever were.
I hate musicals, so why did I get a two-CD set of Andrea Bocelli crooning show tunes? Does my grandmother really think I will ever be caught dead wearing a hot pink V-necked sweater?
As the year comes to an end it's become a tradition of mine to write a note of gratitude to Big Ag for the many 'gifts' they've given us throughout the year that we didn't really want, need or -- in some cases -- didn't even know about. Here's my top 10 for 2012...
We all want to finish up work and get away for the holidays, but would it hurt to send out decisions after the "most wonderful season of all" has ended?
This announcement may be a little late for Christmas but I figured it's never too late to make publishing history.
Our hearts continue to ache at the thought of young lives taken away, of futures extinguished. Yet, our hope rests in the truth that God is not absent or disinterested in our suffering.
Our story is a complicated one. It started when we were nine-years-old; but almost 30 years later, four continents, three kids and endless obstacles, we've found our way to each other.
Newtown and Jesus' Bethlehem are bound together by a common horror: slaughter of the innocents. The world into which the Christian Messiah enters is shattered by terror.
As you welcome your new digital gear into your home this holiday season, you will want to protect your personal information, identities and beloved technical equipment in the best way possible.
Each year, within every cycle of time, it comes round again: the radical vulnerability of God, willingly chosen out of desire for intimacy with a complicated, hard-headed and desperately tender world.
Christmas will always bring wonderful memories of my mom. I will never get tired of the madness of the season because we enjoyed it together.